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What Happens at the Beach

By: jakebarnes33



My parents, in their fifties, and a couple of sticks-in-the-mud anyway, left me sitting at the bar to watch over, Aunt Susan. My Dad's sister, Aunt Susan was recently divorced from her husband and had accompanied my family to Hilton Head. 

After dinner at a nice seafood place, she convinced us to go to this bar across the street from where we were staying in Palmetto Dunes. My aunt, it seems, has had a second wind as far as the bar scene goes since the divorce, and there was a restaurant back in Atlanta with a good bar crowd that she went to three or four nights a week. My Dad gave her a hard time, saying that it was a bar for people in mid-life crisis and my Mom got pissy with him for it, because even though my aunt was a tough lady and would never let it show that her younger brother was getting the best of her, it had to hurt her.

Anyway, we ended up at this bar where it was mostly older singles and my parents just couldn't hang. They each had half of a margarita before telling me to walk home with my aunt and to make sure she got there safe.

"Hell," my Dad said looking across the room to my aunt, noticeably flirting with a man who was sitting in a booth across the bar from us. "Just make sure she gets there at all."

My Mom slapped him on the arm and they left me sitting at a bar alone. After a little bit, an older blonde woman came over and started buying me drinks. She had her hand on my leg the entire time we were and before long, it got braver and moved to my crotch. 

She was married, but she and her husband had an "understanding." 

"An understanding?" I asked. 

"We can both fuck around if we don't get caught."

"Oh," I said, not knowing if she was serious.

After a while of the hand and another drink, I had a raging hard on. 

"Take me somewhere and fuck me," she said.

I thought about it, working it out in my head, trying to figure it out if there was anyway to leave my aunt.

"I can't," I said. "That woman over there is my aunt and I'm in charge of getting her home safe."

"It looks like she might have it under control," the woman said.

I watched my aunt do a shot of tequila and then kiss the blonde woman in the booth with the man. There was another two guys and a woman on the other side and they cheered at their brazenness. 

My aunt was in her mid-fifties and had red-hair and gray eyes. She had great skin, though of course she had the inevitable crow's feet. Her body was great for a woman her age who rarely worked out. Her breasts were full and sagged a bit and she had a slight paunch. Her hips weren't very big, she had been very thin all her life, but they had filled out with age. 

I turned back to the woman rubbing my crotch. I took her hand off of me.

"That's the problem," I said. "I promised my Dad."

"She's a grown woman," she said putting her hand back. She leaned over and kissed my neck. I felt her breath on my neck and had to fight to keep from shivering.

I pulled her face to mine and kissed her. My hand found her breasts, she had huge fake breasts, and I started fondling them. I don't like fake breasts, but this woman was hot in spite of them.

After a moment, I broke the kiss.

"Tomorrow night," I said.

"I'm having dinner with my husband tomorrow night."

"I guess he wouldn't want me to join you," I joked.

"With him, you never know."

I laughed uncomfortably.

"Tomorrow morning," she said. "When he's playing golf, I'll make us Bloody Mary's."

"What time?"

"He leaves at 8:30. 9?"

"I'll see you then."

"You better," she said kissing me. "And bring this."

She felt my crotch and got up. She scribbled her phone number and the place she was staying down on a cocktail napkin and kissed me again on the cheek. She walked over to the bartender and paid both of our tabs and left.

"She was a little old for you," a voice said.

I turned around and it was my aunt. 

"I'll make you a deal," I said looking around for the group she had been doing shots and flirting with. "What happens in Hilton Head, stays in Hilton Head."

"More than fair," she smiled.

"What happened to your entourage?"

"Oh, they had to go, something about early tee times."

"That one guy was pretty good-looking, huh?"

"Oh god, I wanted him. I was ready to take his wife home too."

"Yeah, right."

"We're having dinner tomorrow night, the three of us," she said and finished her drink.

"That's probably more than I should know for plausible deniability's sake."

"Oh, c'mon, it's the new millenium."

"Not to my Dad."

"True."

"So shall we?"

"One more? I'm buying."

"All right."

We had another drink and she paid the tab.

"You're just a kept man tonight, aren't you?"

"Working on it."

"You haven't done any work for it so far as far as I've seen."

I laughed uncomfortably.

"I will tomorrow morning," I said after a minute.

"That's probably more than I should know for plausible deniability's sake."

"Fair enough."

I gave her my arm and we left the bar and walked across the parking lot to get on the bike path. We took the bike path along the highway that comes onto the island to where it goes down under the under the highway as the highway crosses a large tidal stream.

"We should walk on the beach before turning in," I said.

"It's cold."

She was only wearing a light sundress so I took off my linen blazer that my folks had bought me for the trip and put it over her shoulders.

"Better?"

"Definitely."

"Good."

"And hopefully no one's waiting up."

"Yeah," I laughed.

We were walking under the bridge. It was late and the moonlight hitting the stream was beautiful.

"Stop here," she said. 

We stopped just under the bridge and looked out across the tidal stream with the moonlight on it. She shivered and I put my arm around her. She turned in to me to try and stay warm. My dick was at half mast, I couldn't help it after the night I had. I needed to jerk off, but the two of us were sharing the room with two double beds so I didn't know how I could. It'll have to be the bathroom, I guess.

After a moment, she turned back to look over the tidal stream. She reached back and pulled me to her. I wrapped my arms around her and I know she must have felt my hardening dick against her butt.

"God, I'm horny," she said and laughed.

I didn't know how to respond.

"Too much information, huh?"

"No," I said.

We were quiet for another minute. I think we were both trying to figure out how to make the first move.

"Is this too weird?" she asked after a moment.

"No," I said.

"Good. There could be some drastic consequences, though."

"Yeah."

"What happens in Hilton Head?"

"Stays in Hilton head." I replied.

She turned around and kissed me. I reached inside the jacket and felt her breasts, soft under the firmness of her bra. I reached behind her and undid her bra. She was rubbing my crotch through my pants. I found her breasts under her bra and massaged them, feeling each nipple between my fingers. After a moment, she turned away. My full hard on was pressed against her hip now.

"We should go back to the room," she said.

"Yeah," I said.

I had my arm in the big sleeve of her dress and my face buried in her hair, breathing in it's smell. I found the waist band of her panties and stuck my hand inside it. 

"I won't be able to make it if you do that," she said, pushing my hand away through her dress.

"Sorry," I said, but my hand was still rubbing her mound on the outside of her panties.

"It's just I feel like we should have a bed," she said. "What with you being my- Is that silly?"

"No," I said. "I want a bed too."

But my hand was back inside her panties and I was fingering her clit. She started moaning softly and I felt her start to slowly flood her panties. 

"Jesus!" she moaned, her voice pitched. "I've never been this turned on!"

I rubbed harder and she came. Her legs got weak and I held her up by pulling her to me. 

"Oh, god, I don't care anymore" she breathed. "Fuck me right here."

I pulled up her dress and she kicked off her shoes as I pulled her panties down. She stepped out of them and I put them in my pocket. She had put her purse down somewhere behind us.

She took off my jacket and laid it on the ground as I unbuckled my pants and pulled the down. I kicked off my right shoe and stepped out of the pants to give me enough freedom of movement. Then she bent over the wooden railing of the walk and I tried to enter her, but found myself squatting too much.

"Here," she said and put her right leg up on the rail.

I put the head of my dick to her lips and pushed inside of her. She was warm and wet and I felt a rush of pleasure to be inside her. I reached around and started massaging her clit as I began to pump.

"Wait," she said. "Just be still in me for a moment."

"We should probably hurry," I whispered. "No telling who could come along."

"I know, that's why I wanted a bed," she said. "I want us to take our time."

"Let's be quick here," I said. "And then I'll take you back to the room and lick you until your eyes roll back into your head."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

"Oh, god, please," she said, as I started pushing in and out. "You have to fuck me again, though." 

"I will."

"Ohhh, please, please do."

"I promise," I said.

"Oh, god."

I felt myself ready to come, but I wanted it to go a little longer so I pulled back for a moment.

"No," she said. "Don't pull out."

"What if I-"

"It's okay, don't pull out."

I buried myself in her again and pumped hard.

"Oh yeah, baby, fuck me. Come inside me," she said and my aunt's voice saying those words made me explode. 

I felt the come flood the inside of her and I kept pumping as she became so soaked I could barely feel any friction at all.

"Mmm..." she said.

I pulled out her and the come spilled out onto the wooden planks.

"Sexy," she said and we laughed.

I pulled her to me and kissed me.

"This really isn't too weird?" she asked. 

"No."

"I can't believe it."

"What?"

"You're going to do what you said?"

"What's that?"

"Take me back and you know until my eyes-"

"Roll back in your head?"

"Yes," she smiled. She had a small gap in her too front teeth that gave her a ore worldly look than she would have otherwise had, even at her age.

"Of course I will."

"And then you'll fuck me all night?"

"Tomorrow night, too."

"We'll have to be careful."

"Yes," I said.

What Happens at the Beach Ch. 02



We walked slowly back to the condo my family had rented holding hands. We came in quietly and the place was dark. We found our way back to our room in the dark and there flipped on the lamp on the dresser.

I pulled her to me and we kissed. 

She pulled away and went over to the door shutting it all the way and locking it.

"Careful, remember?"

I handed her her panties from my pocket and she laughed and threw them on the floor. We kissed again.

I unbuttoned her dress and took it off. She undid her bra as I undressed.

When we were both naked I pushed her back to my bed and lay her across it. I got on my knees on the floor in front of it. I rubbed at her pussy, and played with her for a minute, parting her lips with my fingers. Then I licked her. I did not take it as slow as I had planned. I think we both knew we'd soon be sleepy. 

She came after a little while and I climbed on the bed and mounted her.

"Ooooommm," she said as I pushed inside her and then whispered: "Are you going to come inside me again?"

"I thought we had to be careful."

"Of your mother and my brother," she laughed. "I think we'll be okay in the other department."

"Oh."

I fucked her for a while on the bed until she told me she wanted me in her mouth.

"I thought you wanted me to come inside you."

"Tomorrow, you have to."

I pulled out and climbed up and straddled her face. She took me in her mouth as I slowly moved in and out. I was worried about being able to come in her mouth still being slightly drunk and having come once already, but her lips were so perfect on me and I was so relaxed with her that I actually came fairly shortly.

"Mmmm," she said as I dropped my load in her mouth.

I pulled out of her and a little dribbled on her lip. I wiped it away with my finger.

She smiled and could tell she still had it in her mouth.

"You actually like it?"

"Mmm-hmmm."

"What's it taste like?"

"Here," she said and kissed me.

"It doesn't taste like much," I said lying back on the bed. She lay back and put her head on my shoulder.

"It's a texture thing," she said. "Plus I know it turns men on. I don't do it for everyone."

I laughed.

"What?"

"Thanks?"

She looked up at me and I pulled her to me and kissed her. After a while, I got up and turned out the light and we got under the covers and lay in the dark.

"So," she asked. "Are you going to keep your date?"

"Now?"

"Yeah."

"No, I mean, why would I?"

"I don't know."

"9 o'clock is too damn early anyway."

She laughed.

"Are you going to keep yours?"

"I'll have dinner with them."

"Oh."

"But I'm going to be back early enough to fuck you."

I didn't say anything, but my heart kind of sunk.

"Is that okay? We'll have to wait until your parents go to bed anyway."

"Fine," I said. "I kind of want you again now."

"Tomorrow sweetheart," she said sleepily.

"And what about after?"

"We go home?"

"And?"

"And what happens at the beach stays at the beach."

I woke a few hours later and the sky was starting get lighter out the window. She had moved to her own bed. I went to take a leak and I noticed the door to the room was unlocked and slightly cracked. I took a piss and went back to bed. I looked around on the floor and found my underwear and put it on just in case before I went back to sleep.

When I woke up again, it was light out and she was gone. I got up and went to the kitchen. There was coffee in the pot and I poured myself a cup. I found a note on the counter: "Dad's playing golf. Aunt Susan and I are out walking on the beach. Love, M.

I checked the time on my cell phone back in my room. Almost 10.

I thought about my aunt keeping her "date" and that what happens at the beach bullshit and thought Fuck it. I called the woman from the bar.

"Am I too late?" I asked when she picked up.

"It's late," she said. "He'll be here at noon."

"I'm sorry."

"Just hurry."

I grabbed my car keys- I had had to come down separately from my folks because I had had a college exam that I had had to stick around for back in Atlanta.

I drove quickly, but it took me thirty minutes to find the place. It was a big stucco place with Bermuda grass one of those circular driveways. It had blurred glass tiles all around the door and I figured it cost a fortune.

She greeted me at the door wearing only a black slip. She kissed me, tongue and all. There was a maid vacuuming the living room. I looked at her questioningly. 

"I told her you were my nephew," she said grabbing my crotch.

I shrugged.

"What? I don't pay her to speak English," she said rubbing me. "It's smaller than it was last night."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah," she said. "We'll have to something about that."

She led me to the kitchen and pointed to a Bloody Mary and said it was mine. I asked if she wasn't going to have one also and she told me she had three waiting on me to call and show up. 

"I'm sorry," I said, taking a big gulp of the drink.

She led me back through the foyer up a long staircase and to a room in the back with a big bed and very modern love seat that only had one arm. 

"I was almost upset," she said sitting back on the love seat.  

"Yeah?"

"Yes, I don't get stood up."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry, make it up."

She pulled up the bottom of the slip and showed me her bare pussy, with a neatly trimmed patch of hair just above it. She started rubbing herself. I took another sip of the Bloody Mary and went over and started kissing her. I pulled my pants down.

"Uh-uh," she said. "I'm still pissed."

She pushed my head down to her crotch and I licked her until she came. After that, she melted and she let me fuck her. At one point, I turned her around and fucked her from behind. it was getting kind of boring so I stuck a finger up her ass. She cried out in pleasure so I put another one inside of her. Before I knew it, I was fucking her in the ass.

Normally, I don't do any of that, but I find it's good for taking a woman down a notch and I figured that woman could definitely stand to be taken down a notch. The maid walked in right as I came in her and nearly died of shock. She was so busy coming she didn't even notice.

I put my finger to my lips and the maid went out the door. 

I left quickly without any pleasantries other than telling her I would call if she wanted to hook up again. She told me only if I would fuck her ass again and out of the heat of the moment it grossed me out.

Back at the condo, my mother and Aunt Susan were making sandwiches in the kitchen area.

"Where have you been?" my mother asked.

"Lunch," I lied and I could tell Aunt Susan knew.

"Oh, darn, we were making lunch."

I shrugged and went back to the room to shower. In the shower I realized how hungry I was and wished I had come up with a better story. After a few minutes, Aunt Susan came in and I heard her close the bedroom door. A minute later the bathroom door opened. She pulled back the shower curtain.

"Join you?"

"Sure," I said.

She came to me and pulled the curtain behind her and kissed me.

"Mom?" I whispered.

"She ran to the store for mayonnaise for when your father gets home."

We kissed and I reached down and rubbed her crotch. When it was slick I turned her around. I was only half-hard, but when I put my head to her lips it did the trick. I entered her.

"So how was she?"

"What?" I had forgotten her already.

"How was she? The woman from the bar?"

"Who?" 

"Exactly, dearest. And I'm sure she was awful if you had."

"A bore."

"Mmmm."

I fucked her standing there in the shower until she came. It took me a bit longer, but I was able to get off inside her. 

"Oh god," she breathed. "How am I going to let you go?"

"Maybe you don't have too."

I left her in the shower to finish cleaning up and I went and lay down on the bed with a towel wrapped around my waist. There was a plate with a sandwich on the nightstand waiting for me.

That night, I went out to the bar after dinner with my folks. No women talked to me and I didn't make eyes at any. Around midnight, I was drunk and drove home. All the lights were already out and I stumbled into the room, banging my knee on the coffee table walking through the living room. I went straight to bed and closed my eyes to not have to watch the room spinning around. 

At 3 a.m. I woke up and saw the clock on the nightstand. I realized then that I wasn't just getting head in my dream. I placed my hand on the back of her head and ran my fingers through her hair. She continued for a few minutes and then came up next to me and we kissed.

"Tell me about it," I said.

"What?"

"It's okay, I'm not jealous now. Not now that you're with me and we can do it again."

"Nothing happened, really."

"Tell me what didn't happen."

"Sweetie..."

"Really."

She was rubbing the head of my dick against the lips of her pussy to get herself wet.

"Well, I didn't have dinner with them, and drink too much wine."

"I know that's a lie."

She laughed.

"Okay, I did that, but I never made out with her."

"When would that have happened?"

"Probably when he went to the bathroom and she slid over next to me."

"So he didn't see?"

"No, but if he did it would have been when he came back from the bathroom."

"And then what?" I was inside her now.

"Then I didn't help her give him head."

"Then what?" I said grabbing her hips like reins as she rode me.

"Then she didn't lick my pussy while he watched and I didn't watch as they fucked."

"And then you didn't let him fuck you?"

"No- he wouldn't have fucked me even if something had happened."

Then there was no more talk, just the feel of her hips in my hands and her warm, wet pocket that I felt like would swallow me whole until I came in her and the flood brought me back to the surface.

"You too?" I said.

"Oh god yes. Harder than I ever have."

"Me too."

"How am I going to let you go?"

"You don't have to."

"What happens at the beach-"

"Fuck that?"

"See?" she said after a minute. "I'm a good aunt."

I kissed her lips in the dark.

"I don't fuck anybody but my nephew. I definitely don't let any other man lick me."

I kissed her and started kissing my way down.

"No, baby. Not right now."

"When?"

"Tomorrow morning. Before we leave."